The Villainess Is the Lead Role ( Season 2)
3 Whispers behind the veil
Scene: Midnight at the Gala, a labyrinth of opulence. Chandeliers cast fractured light across masked faces, their whispers weaving a tapestry of secrets. The air hums with decadence, but a chill lingers
Alexander stands apart, a shadow among revelers. His glass of bourbon catches the light, untouched, as his gaze lingers on the empty stage where "Miss Takahashi" had stood moments before. Her voice-a haunting melody-still echoes in his mind
Scarlet, radiant in emerald silk, laughs with a guest nearby, oblivious to the storm brewing in Alexander's thoughts
ALEXANDR Brown
*Alexander (muttering, eyes narrowing):*
That cadence... that poise.
It's as if she stepped out of a memory I can't grasp
He scans the crowd, searching for the woman in the crimson mask. Her absence is a void, pulling at his curiosity like a tide. A servant passes, and Alexander's hand darts out, stopping him.
He scans the crowd, searching for the woman in the crimson mask. Her absence is a void, pulling at his curiosity like a tide. A servant passes, and Alexander's hand darts out, stopping him
ALEXANDR Brown
*Alexander (low, urgent):*
The woman who spoke earlier-Miss Takahashi. Where is she?
The servant shakes his head, eyes wide, and hurries away. Alexander's jaw tightens, his fingers
curling into a fist
ALEXANDR Brown
*Alexander (to himself):*
You slip through the night like smoke. But I will find you
A single red feather, delicate and deliberate, drifts to the polished floor at his feet. He kneels, lifting it to the light. It feels like a challenge.
Scene fades as the feather twirls in his fingers, the gala's music warping into something distant, dissonant.
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